For example, last year my parents were returning from a trip to Sweden, Norway and Russia, and as I was standing there at the arrival gate what to my wondering eyes should appear but ...
my mom, wearing blond pigtails and a Viking helmet.
A few years ago when they returned from a trip to Mexico, my Mom was wearing a sombrero and carrying -- believe me, the auditory memory is still there -- some colorful maracas.
When they returned from Thailand, perched on top of my mom's head was a pointy straw hat because, you know, she was going straight to work in the rice fields.
So this week they're coming back from a High Seas Adventure (with 30-foot waves I mean that literally) where they sailed around the tip of South America and toured Chile, Argentina, and Uruguay.
Which begs the question, what to expect at the airport?
This time I am somewhat prepared because a few days ago I received the following photo via WhatsApp ...
my mom, in Chile.